Coming 2 America isn’t a good film, but then, it’s not pretending to be. A sequel to the 1988 favorite Coming to America, it’s sloppy and underdeveloped and shamelessly nostalgic and patched together from gags from the old film and even film from the old film.

Still, people raced to watch it, because we’re longing for a movie we can relax into that at least reminds us of the old enjoyment we used to feel at the movies. Personally, I’d pay $30 to see a good new comedy, a really good one, a scintillating laugh-out-loud one. Hell, $40, and then watch it several nights in a row, and off and on through the rest of the year. I can’t afford it, but the price would still be worth it.

And to see that comedy post-pandemic, in a theater filled with people, all laughing at once in that way that makes the funny bits seem exponentially funnier? I’d go as high as $50.